What will your university education amount to, and all your wealth and honors if you go down through lust and passion and covetousness, and lose your soul at last?
– DL Moody –
Sin – Temptation
April 10, 2013
The god of the world is riches, pleasure, and pride, wherewith it abuses all the creatures and gifts of God.
– Martin Luther –
April 5, 2013
We have a strange illusion that mere time cancels sin.
– CS Lewis –
from The Problem of Pain
March 28, 2013
What bliss to be a perfectly pardoned soul! What riches of grace does free forgiveness exhibit! To forgive all, to forgive fully, to forgive freely, to forgive ever! Here is a constellation of wonders; and when I think of how great my sins were, how dear were the precious drops which cleansed me from them, I am in a maze of wondering worshiping affection!
– Charles Spurgeon –
March 26, 2013
When asked what’s wrong with the world, G.K. Chesterton responded, “I am”.
March 24, 2013
Oh, what a grievous downfall, to plunge from the utmost sense of security, from confidence and delight in God into such an awful terror that man shrinks from the sight of God more than from the sight and presence of the devil!
– Martin Luther –
March 19, 2013
Do you mortify; do you make it your daily work; be always at it while you live; cease not a day from this work; be killing sin or it will be killing you.
– John Owen –
February 28, 2013
We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.
– CS Lewis –
February 27, 2013
Evil can be undone, but it cannot ‘develop into good.’ Time does not heal it. The spell must be unwound, bit by bit, ‘with backward mutters of dissevering power’–or else not. It still ‘either-or’. If we insist on keeping Hell (or even Earth) we shall not see Heaven: if we accept Heaven we shall not be able to retain even the smallest and most intimate souvenirs of Hell.
– CS Lewis–
from The Great Divorce